Himym Robin Scherbatsky Novels & Stories

Every time Robin looks at me sharply, I feel intimidated and a bit guilty. Seeing Robin reminds me of what happened last night. My face burns from embarrassment. "Seems like you were enjoying yourselves," he said sarcastically as he squinted his eyes at me. "Of course! Do you want to join us, Bro?" Rowan uttered with a big smile. Rowan seems like a devil to me right now when he smiles like that. What is he scheming this time? "I guess. I was bored anyway. So I might as well watch you two lest you do something inappropriate." Robin said with a solemn expression.

I feel like I’ve known them for years. “See, she is alright with it.” He smiled. “Oh, congratulations on losing, Captain.” I spoke, earning a chuckle from Apollo. “Gee thanks, Lina. I feel great.” Caleb scoffed. “But anyways, Caleb do you somehow know Zachariah?” Apollo questioned. “I've had seen him last year but never had a proper conversation with him, why?” Caleb tapped his chin, his gaze lingering on him. Uh. I’m being left out. Am I getting attached?

“I’m not your escape, Liam. I’m not— convenient.” He sat up slowly behind me, and I felt the mattress dip under his weight. “That’s not what this is,” he said, his voice firm, quiet. “Zelia, this isn’t just sex. Not for me.” “Really?” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “Because you have a fiancée, Liam. A goddess of a fiancée, rich and powerful. And me? I’m just… a witch. The palace witch. Some nobody you fuck between engagements.”

I ask Amber-Rose in a whisper shout, not attempting to pay Judith any mind. "People who have sex for money," Mackenzie whispers back more obnoxiously. I gasped, "You said the S-word!" I whisper-shout and she rolls her eyes at me. "I'm not a...slut though," I state towards my friends rather than to Judith "Look at your short skirt," Judith says in disgust, making me peer down at her outfit seeing her much shorter skirt. "I'm wearing shorts under mine and what about yours?" I clarify, "And that's literally a dress code violation," I point at her skirt and my friends hunch over in laughter while Judith's cheeks burn red

he removes his hands gripping my hips then I feel his tongue on my folds then clit he starts licking me slowly before eating me out ,how does he know all this he's seventeen I scream squirming to get away as i feel an orgasm coming I hate my body right now. I cum out of nowhere he stops kneeling up straight taking down his sweatpants and impales me the oxygen leaves my lungs he's big no matter how wet I am it's really uncomfortable he starts pounding me right there on carpet "yeah baby I love your tight pussy " he fucks me harder I just stay there taking it while tears fall wetting the carpet below me, I whimper as another Orgasm taking me again I come again my pussy clenching his dick s

“You’re a terrible liar, you know that, right? Because getting some air is not an option. While he might not be the initial issue, something that he might have said or did was the trigger to this.” I met her eyes, trying to muster a convincing smile. And though she did not say a word, I knew that she wasn't buying it. She only crossed her arms with the letters smirk, a knowing smirk might I add. “Fine,” she announced. “You don’t want to talk? That’s okay. But we’re doing the most girl thing imaginable to help you forget your pain. You know something that is going to make you wonder why you ever run into me and why you ever found yourself in a situation like you did.”

More like he was seriously beaten up. “What happened to you and who the fuvk is she?” I mind-linked to him immediately. “She did this. I’m sorry Arthur...” he bent his head, shamefully. “What? she did this to you? She?” my eyes widened. He nodded, further embarrassed. I looked from Jeremy where he stood looking like a wet puppy that was caught munching a stolen meat and then to this strange woman. She was backing me and as I caught her back view, a familiar flashback hit me.

She answered it immediately, pressing the device against her ear. "Speak," she commanded. "Shawn Sterling just checked into his suite with a woman," the voice at the other end of the line reported quickly. Hearing this news, the lady’s smile grew even wider, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous, toxic satisfaction. The suspense of her identity finally faded away under the golden candlelight, revealing the beautiful but cruel face of Ariel O'Brian. Her dirty plan was working perfectly. She believed the aphrodisiac drug she had ordered the waiter to slip into the drinks had driven Shawn and Valeria into a wild frenzy, forcing them to run off to a bedroom together.

Everyone questioned it but it had been the only rebellion I’d shown so they let it slide. I recall being happy seeing him play in my school and fucking win, beating our school a fucking five to one. Oh it made my day, seeing him warm up and skate around the ice. Except when I’d wandered away, checking through the list of things in our storage closet that night, preparing for our one-week-away school trip… I saw him. Soren Gregory—the fucking hockey god—on his knees in front of the one woman I hated the most… Anna. His on-and-off situationship everyone knew about.